Hooked Up the Game Plan by Jami Davenport, Marie Tuhart, Sandra Sookoo Page B

her with the toy.
    “Please, Master, I need to come.”
    “You will not come, my pet.”
    “You're killing me.”
    “Only with pleasure.”
     
    Lower. Just go a bit lower. Play with my clit. Grace whispered over and over in her mind. But he didn’t. He wouldn't. He knew too well what he was doing. She moaned when he lifted his mouth, her nipples wanting more of his attention.
    “Remember, you disobeyed me.”
    Grace bit her lower lip. Hell, he would remember that . Anticipation made the blood in her veins tingle. Something hot trailed over her stomach.
    Then it hit her stomach. The slight stinging surprised her and she screamed. Oh my, he has a whip, but what kind? On the next strike, the strands twirled around her breasts and she shivered. Cold. They were very cold. How was that possible?
    Then it was gone. She breathed a sigh of relief only to cry out once again when something very cold and wet was placed on her clit.
    “Stop!” she yelled.
    “I decide your punishment, not you.”
    The vibrator went from teasing speed to full speed and her pussy tightened around the toy. Damn Max, the wicked man he was, began rubbing her clit with what she assumed was ice while the vibrator did its job.
    She tried to wiggle her hips, what little she could in the restraints. Her pussy pulsed and clenched around the toy, her clit throbbing, and then she screamed as her climax hit. Her body twitched as Max continued to play with her pussy and clit, slowing his movements until he stopped all together. Her pussy kept tightening around the vibrator even after he turned the toy off. Her harsh breathing filled the room as she floated down from her orgasm.
    The coldness was withdrawn, but he didn’t remove the vibrator. Grace waited and waited, but nothing happened.
    “You look so beautiful with my toy up your pussy, and when you climaxed, I almost came all over your body. But I want to come inside you.” The vibrator was whisked away, leaving her feeling empty.
    Max undid the restraints holding her ankles before drawing her legs up, until her feet rested in a new position. He tied them off with restraints. Her legs were wide open. There was a bit of strain on her inner thighs, but not too much. Her entire body tensed when he placed well-lubed fingers on her ass.
    “You're not an ass virgin.”
    “No, Master.” He knew she wasn't. He was the one who’d fucked her there not so long ago.
    “Then relax, my pet. I'm just going to have a little fun.”
    Grace took a deep breath and let it out. They had done this before. Ass play was a part of their sex life now. Something he hadn't seemed to expect when they got back together, but Grace was up to anything he could dish out.
    Then his fingers were gone. “Talk to me.”
    “What do you want me to say?” Her mind was grappling with everything. “You kidnapped me, took me who knows where. I’m tied up. You’ve teased me to climax, and now you’ve lubed up my ass.”
    He laughed and she wanted to yell at him for thinking this was funny but couldn’t. Only Max could get her this excited.
    “Remember the last part of your fantasy?”
    Grace thought back to the night they talked about fantasies. Oh no, he couldn’t… her thought process fragmented as Max placed his cock at her pussy entrance and pushed forward. Then there was pressure at her anus.
    “Relax, baby,” he whispered, moving both his cock and the toy in her ass ever so slightly.
    “Max…I…” She couldn’t breathe or think as he pushed forward more. He penetrated her pussy and ass at the same time. Oh. My. God. She took a deep breath then let it out. The sensations coursing through her body at the fullness of having both places filled... “How?”
    The blindfold was whisked off. She blinked as Max’s handsome face came into focus. He was stretched out above her, his hands curled around the metal rod above her head.
    “Since you can't see,” he whispered. “I'm wearing a strap on. I have a dildo right below my